There's no such thing as bad publicity, and Brilliance decides Trexx and Flip need some: for Flipside, a fake date with a teen soap star, and for the pacifist Trexx, a feud with Gangsta-Rapper, B-ICE. Faking it never did anyone any harm now did it, boys? Except B-ICE does not know the meaning of the words "fake feud" and, even after accepting a written apology, decides enough is enough - nobody calls his mum names in a newspaper! The fake feud is now a very real one. Meanwhile, Flipside's fake-date, Amber, is not too impressed. She agreed on the publicity stunt only to find there's a terrier called Flipside in Yorkshire more famous than "rap's latest happeningest guy." What's worse, her hyper-fit boyfriend decides Flip needs a lesson in not trespassing. B-ICE and his Posse turn up to mash Trexx and none of the press turn up for the fake date. Looks like another fine mess Brilliance has gotten them into...

Trexx and Flipside have the talent to get to the hip-hop top - but are chaos on a stick - and their manager, Mr. Brilliance of Wu-Hah Management, is no better. His PA Ollie is the brains and the beauty, but even she can't manage such no-hopers easily. She sets up a break-through appearance for T and F on Big-Up TV, only to find she has to baby-sit her little sister. Trexx and Flip are roped in to handle l'il Alesha and are warned not to feed her anything with 'E' number in it. Meanwhile, B-ICE and his Posse get wind of the TV gig. Rap-Gangsta 'moll' Chinaza sends her two best-pal Hotties round, armed with a dangerously additive-unfriendly bag of sweets, to divert the boys' attention. It doesn't take much usually and it takes no time at all on this occasion. So who will step into the TV breach when the guys look like not showing up? Meet the boys' best friend, the ABBA-loving Clinton...

It's time Trexx and Flipside showed some respect to B-ICE, his girl Chinaza and 'muscle', Tiny. So, when they don't move from the seat that B-ICE was maybe thinking about sitting in at Dr Chicken, Tiny is told to send them a message... and a little later, Trexx and Flip's car blows up. Ollie is devastated and so calls the RAC and before racing back to tell Brilliance. When she arrives, she discovers her number one clients alive, if somewhat charred. Brilliance announces one of his brilliant ideas: the boys are told to stay 'dead' whilst he organises a tribute gig to get a posthumous record deal with infamous Producer, Biggie Spect. Even B-ICE is invited. In fact, B-ICE has even penned a special Rap for the occasion. Trexx and Flip just can't resist the temptation to attend the event and go dressed in drag and a sailor's uniform. Who could know Tiny likes big girls? And how could anyone predict Biggie Spect has a fetish for dead guys?

It is BRAS time - the British Rap Awards - and Trexx and Flipside are going to be there. In row 'Z', with the price of the tickets taken from their next (indeed, first) pay cheque. Ollie and Brilliance have it all planned. The boys can get 'papped' by popping up behind the real rap stars as they arrive. B-ICE decides wearing 'street' isn't cool enough for this year's event so, despite Chinaza's advice to the contrary, he decides to go 'gutter'. Those clothes he swapped with a street-brother down on his luck have the sweet smell of success - well, they have something that doesn't smell right. Trexx and Flip set off in a Limo - a shared one. They couldn't afford the real thing themselves and the Hen party that is sharing with them won't be too wild will it? Are you kidding? Two cool black guys and a hen party-in-need spells nothing but monster-trouble for the boys. Stripped and abandoned on the streets, they soon figure out what they need. A passing tramp wearing cool clothes and two tickets to the BRAS. Hey presto, how did that happen? Will it all finally go right...? Doubtful, but you never know.

DJ Resplendent produced the seminalest piece of rap final in the history of music, and if Brilliance does not get him to agree to produce the boys next track, he's history. Trexx and Flipside have had enough. No gigs, no record deal, no sign of their trip to the very top taking off. If Respledent is who they boys want, that's who Brilliance will get... even if Resplendent has become a recluse. Resplendent famously went mad and ate all of the copies of his last record before becoming convinced he was Mick Hucknall. Ollie is sent packing around the world to find him, finally discovering him on a roundabout outside Leicester. What the boys need is to impress him and what Ollie needs is to make the mighty DJ Resplendent sane again - even if it does mean free-falling from an aeroplane. Trexx and Flip rehearse their best-shot to impress him. They have the last copy of his last record and know nothing of his madness-inducing history with the track. Whilst Ollie is sent to make the tea - this here is men's business - Trexx and Flip offer up their version of his last ever song. Cue more insanity from DJ Resplendent - or is that Mich Hucknall holding back the tears?

The boys are headed for divorce. Brilliance and Ollie have set them up with a gig at the notorious Saints Alive High school where one of the teachers - baby-obsessed Miss Olsen - falls for Trexx and one of the pupils thinks Flipside could be the father-figure he craves since his own dad left home. Whilst Trexx misses rehearsal time in favour of the passions of Miss Olsen, Flip ends up finishing the homework of Tiger Tee - the coolest 11-year-old rhyme-dropper on the streets. And he also steers him away from stealing hub-caps for Clinton's new business 'Under-the-Rims'. But with so much extra-curricular activity, Trexx and Flip's work-rate has dwindled, with each blaming the other. B-ICE's surprise birthday party is in the offing - and a new set of hub caps will be perfect. Time to call Clinton. Brilliance's latest craze sees him listening to the advice of Guru Desmond, so he misses the disaster-in-the-making. Best friend Clinton and Ollie finally get the boys to see sense - but how do they get rid of the new loves in their lives? Perhaps Guru Desmond can offer the advice every father-figure and every rapper with a bunny-boiler teacher in tow needs? Or perhaps Guru Desmond is not what he seems. And how can Clinton keep B-ICE from mashing him now that his supply of wheel hubs has dried up?